Adoration is now stopped until Lent
across the threshold of your house falling into pieces on your floor.
Once again, the vessel broken
scattering across the Holy Ground of your Presence.
Only so precious few hours, no,
minutes, before had I petitioned for Your Strength,
Your Wisdom, Your Holy Silence and your Peace.
And here I was, in pieces,
Broken intentions, fallen to the floor
As my tears of failure.
I love you so much
Why can't I do what I intend for You?
Why do I always fail?
Why can I not step into
the Silence of Your Love
when I am tempted?
Why is it so hard?
Your precious hands pick up my
so lovingly holding them together
and making me whole again
with the glue of your Love.
as if that wasn't enough,
You poured Yourself out into my chalice
Baptizing me once again
in your Love,
Holding me together with your Strength
Picking me up with Your Courage
Into my ear You Whispered
Words of Love and Hope
Words of comfort
In Your Plan.
You poured Yourself out
Overflow, you said,
Into my people.
All praise be Yours, my Lord, My Life,
For Your loving kindness and mercy.